defeat.

never in my life ; have I ever experienced being defeated. Not until, last night at my lowest moment. As I sat there enduring the hurt & the pain ; images of my life flashed before my eyes. How is it possible to be punished for not wanting to argue. I sat there in silence & apparently that was an open invitation for the individual to exaggerate and make the issue escalate into a physical altercation. After spending so much time holding onto love, and all the possibilities and to endure something so traumatic. The red marks left on my neck is enough to finally get the strength to let go.

& Although I endured the most fucked up night last night. I'm happy, and motivated. Finally it's all over & there's no turning back now.